It’s starting to get really hot here in Texas. The temperatures aren’t that bad, high 80s to mid 90s, but when the humidity is factored in….
It exhausts me.
Well, that’s not true.
I am exhausted by all of the labor. I’ve picked blackberries until I look like I fought in the zombie apocalypse. I have preserved those blackberries, all by myself. I have preserved cauliflower, broccoli, green onions, and squashes…mostly alone. I have planted parts of the garden alone. I have sliced and chopped fruit and dehydrated it…mostly alone. I also work my ass off at my job on Fridays and Sundays. That alone is enough to exhaust me. My COPD means that I have no stamina.
To do all of that shit in heat and humidity, with a chronic and progressive lung condition…and to do so much of it alone?
I’m tired. I’m tired on so many levels. My body aches, my mind is functioning slowly, and my spirit is sagging.
It’s that time of year.
I need a nap.